this post does not mention gossip girl. somehow.

So for some reason I've been watching a few episodes of (the original) 90210 on netflix instant. I was a bit too young to care about the show in its first running, but saw some reruns growing up, and I watched the CW's first ep of the updated version. Those lolipop kids got nothing on the original cast, I must say. Now a few things to note:

- Donna Martin is hotter than I remember. Also, fashions! fun! I fucking love that mesh and lace are back. viva see-thru! I was not to young to partake of that, around 12/13, I must say.
- Andrea + Dylan. Still lookin' ancient. David. Still cute in that eager way.
- Mesh! Denim ripped right below the ass! Be still my trashy heart!
- Christ Brandon Walsh is a pompous and condescending character. He smirks at everything Andrea or Brenda says.

The Walshs are that damn default parent type that every other show seems to follow. There's 2 of them. They're the down-to-earth contrast to the troubled Kelly's parents of the world. They make dinner. Everyone is supposed to relate to them.

Now. Freaks and Geeks is straight up one of my favorite shows ever. It's epically funny, poignant and the kids are relatable and grating in a truly teenage way that makes you ache and there will never be a finer moment of television than a group of nerds pushing a wagon with a keg of non-alcoholic beer. But - the same damn thing. The caring perfectly normal mom. The strict dad with a heart full of love for his kids who gets mushy at all the right moments. I feel like most of America would relate more to the Kim Kelly model of parents. And as for lots of us, the only immigrant parents on tv are shown to be old/crazy/there to force you into marriage, crush your dreams, etc. Or they're the more new school stereotype (see: Ignacio Suarez of Ugly Betty) For once I'd like to see the main character of a show be the Kim Kelly. Or hell, even the Kelly Taylor. Show some real parents that aren't 100% "real" perfection. Real parents have issues and pasts.

Also? I know the intent is for us think she's humiliating herself, but come on. Standing around coked up in gloriously Joan Collins-esque fashions and yelling about how its a man's world? I'll take you up on that anytime.